C29 Poor Young Master Zhao

The expression in Liu Le's eyes changed as he looked at the bald man. At the same time, more and more people gathered around to watch the show.

"So you mean you're not going to lose money?"

Liu Le looked at the bald man and said each word clearly. His tone was shockingly cold.

The bald man wiped his head, pointed at Liu Le and said, "Are you even f * cking going to let me pay you back? Didn't you see that my front bumper is crooked? "

In fact, the Buick had had problems with the bumper from the beginning, and now the crash was just a scratch on his bumper.

Otherwise, not only would Lin Xinran's car's paint be smeared all over, half of the car would become deformed.

The driver said in a small voice, "Boss, I'm really sorry. Please don't tell this to the hotel, otherwise I won't be able to keep my job."

Lin Xinran saw that the driver was almost forty years old, it was not easy to support a family, so she nodded her head: "Forget about this matter, there is no need for you to care about the car, don't worry, we will not tell the hotel, this matter is not your fault."

Hong Xiaoying pushed the sunglasses on her face and looked at the people around him, she could not help but say: "Liu Le, forget it, when there are more people, it will not be good."

Hong Xiaoying was currently a famous celebrity, if people were to recognize her, it would cause a conflict between them and others on the side of the road due to the car crash, and tomorrow would probably go on the headlines.

Liu Le also thought of this in his heart. He indifferently looked at the bald-headed man who had a ferocious look on his face and sneered: "Consider yourself lucky."

But who knew that when the bald man saw that Liu Le and the others were prepared to leave this matter alone, their faces had instead turned ugly. He walked forward a few steps and held down the door which Lin Xinran had already opened halfway.

"Hey, what are you guys doing, preparing to leave? Didn't you see that the bumper of my car is broken? You want to leave without losing money? "

The bald man glared ferociously, because he was a little close to Lin Xinran. When he finished, he smelled the fragrance off Lin Xinran's body, and a wretched look appeared on his face: "Of course, if you beauties are all willing to go for a ride with me, I can consider not losing you guys any money."

Lin Xinran had never seen such a shameless person, and even she could not help but feel a little angry: "Why are you like this?"

The bald man leaned forward. "How am I?"

His action caused Lin Xinran to retreat half a step, her fair and beautiful face full of anger.

The bald man grinned and was about to move forward again, when suddenly, an arm extended from his side and grabbed his shoulder.

At some point in time, Liu Le appeared beside the bald man. One hand was squeezing his shoulder, the other hand was in his pocket.

Her voice was cold as she said, "You are a tree that doesn't want to skin. You are dead without a doubt, and people don't want their face. Hehe, do you really think you are invincible?"

As soon as Liu Le finished speaking, the power in his hands increased.

The bald man's body trembled. He was about to say something, but the immense pain from his shoulder made him cry out loudly.

"Aiyo, you, you, let go."

Sweat began to appear on the bald man's forehead, and his face began to twitch.

Seeing that there were so many people, Hong Xiaoying and Wang Xiaoya hid in the carriage all of a sudden. Wang Xiaoya stuck her head out and shouted to Liu Le: "Liu Le, ignore this shameless fellow, let's go."

Hearing Wang Xiaoya's words, Liu Le let go of his hand. The bald man held her shoulder and retreated two steps, her face had a pained expression, but her eyes were filled with hostility, staring straight at Liu Le.

Liu Le raised his eyebrows, "What are you looking at! Looking for a beating? "

The bald man humphed.

With a shout, he said, "Kid, why are you acting so arrogantly? The next time I meet you, won't you just beat me to death? "

Liu Le curled his lips, seeing that there were already people in the crowd pointing and talking to Hong Xiaoying who was in the car, he could not help but frown, staring at the bald man who had retreated far away unknowingly, and said: "I am studying at Jianghai University, if you want to find me, just come."

After saying that, he pulled open the door and sat on the car door. Lin Xinran, who was in front, started the engine, causing the car to shake and shoot out immediately.

In Jianghai City's First Hospital, the VIP ward, Gongzi Zhao slowly opened his eyes. What entered his vision was the white ceiling.

He felt as if two windpipes had been inserted into his nose, blocking him and making him uncomfortable. He wanted to move his body, but there was not a single part of his body that did not feel pain.

And what made Zhao Feng even more uncomfortable was that one of his legs had already lost consciousness, and he didn't know whether or not it was due to the anesthesia.

That damned brat, this was all because of that Liu Le brat. If it wasn't for him, how would he have been reduced to such a state?

He raised his head, saw the bodyguard standing beside him, and frowned.

The bodyguard lowered his head, his black sunglasses staring at Zhao Feng: "Young master, you're awake?"

Zhao Feng gritted his teeth: "Why am I here, who sent me here, how long was I unconscious for?"

The bodyguard paused, he glanced at Zhao Feng's leg, and his expression became strange: "Hmm, you have been unconscious for two days, it was Dragon Snake Hall who sent you to the hospital, and called home."

Stunned for two days?

Zhao Feng couldn't help but have a bad idea. At that time, Liu Le stepped on his knee, and he had just fainted, but now that he had been unconscious for two days, what about his leg?

He struggled to raise his head a little, then jerked the covers off his body.

"AHH!"

Zhao Feng's face turned sinister, his eyes widened, this, this was impossible!

At this moment, one of his pants was empty and his leg was nowhere to be found.

It was no wonder that he had lost all feeling. It was because his leg had completely disappeared.

Seeing that Zhao Feng had lost control of his body, the bodyguard became somewhat terrified. "Young Master, Doctor, the doctor said that it was too late to send you here.

Zhao Feng gasped for breath, his body continuously trembling. He clenched his fists tightly, and fresh blood flowed out from his clothes, wetting his sleeves.

"Young Master, calm down!"

The bodyguard rushed forward and stopped Zhao Feng who was trembling, and shouted.

Zhao Feng stared at the ceiling blankly, his expression suddenly turned sinister as he said: "Liu Le! I want you to die a horrible death! "

"Achoo!"

Liu Le rubbed his nose. Could it be that he caught a cold on the way?

He walked to the side of the bed, looked at Wang Xiaoya who was lying on the bed with vigilance and hostility, and could not help but ask: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Wang Xiaoya "Humph!"

"Healing is treating the illness. You are not allowed to touch me!"

Liu Le rolled his eyes: "I won't touch you, how will I treat your illness?"

As he spoke, he had already climbed onto Wang Xiaoya's bed.

It had been a few days since Wang Xiaoya last felt the cold energy in her body dissipate. Although Wang Xiaoya did not have any illness these few days, her face was already pale white.

Who knew when the cold energy would appear again and wreak havoc in Wang Xiaoya's body. If it was not removed in time, when the cold energy exploded, even Liu Le did not dare guarantee that he would not be able to withstand it.

"Now, listen to me. Lie properly on the bed and don't move or shout during treatment. Otherwise, it won't be good if Sister Xinran and Xiao Ying misunderstand."

Liu Le said, and sat by Wang Xiaoya's side, seeing her black undergarments that were exposed under her thin pajamas, he couldn't help but gulp down a mouthful of saliva.

Wang Xiaoya wrinkled her nose, and said angrily: "Where are you looking! "Shoo! Calling you a big head! If you dare to move your hands recklessly, don't think I won't break your dog legs."

Hearing Wang Xiaoya's words, Liu Le couldn't help but rub his nose.

Wang Xiaoya obediently laid down on the bed, but her bright eyes were staring straight at Liu Le.

Liu Le didn't care about the murderous look the little girl had in her eyes. He reached out his hand and lifted up the clothes on Wang Xiaoya's stomach.

Wang Xiaoya glared at him, and was about to put down the clothes, but Liu Le frowned and shouted: Don't move!

For some reason, when he heard Liu Le's voice, even though Wang Xiaoya was usually lawless, at this moment, she couldn't help but withdraw her arm, allowing Liu Le to press his palm against his lower abdomen.

Liu Le's palm spat out a warm stream of inner force, which followed along Wang Xiaoya's lower abdomen and entered her body.

This time, Wang Xiaoya's body did not have as much cold air as the last time.

Liu Le's internal energy slowly gathered into the large lump of cold air, and then, he enveloped a portion of it. Suddenly, he withdrew his internal energy, and before the other cold energies could react, he pulled this portion of the cold air out of Wang Xiaoya's body.

Wang Xiaoya closed her eyes and only felt a wave of warmth from her palm against her abdomen. That kind of feeling was very comfortable, the warmth flowed along her body, and actually made her entire body feel warm, hehe.

She couldn't help opening her mouth and letting out a pleasant moan.

But the moment the voice was heard, even she felt her face redden.

He naturally heard Wang Xiaoya's groan, and the corner of her mouth lifted into a smile. Looking at the white face of Wang Xiaoya who was lying on the bed, he said, "Didn't I tell you not to scream?

Hearing Liu Le's words, Wang Xiaoya's face became completely red, she wished she could find a hole to hide in.

She covered her face and waved. "Since you've finished treating your illness, hurry up and leave."

Liu Le smiled and walked out.